A sneer curled on Alexander''s lips as he taunted, "You seemed quite capable when you coerced Quinn into signing those divorce papers."


    A wave of difort washed over Kaitlyn, a cocktail of anger and annoyance bubbling within her.


    "What are you implying? You were the one who brought up divorce, who drafted the agreement, and who signed it!" she retorted.


    Alexander remained silent, a cigarette nestled between his fingers. His gaze dropped to the coffee table, lost in thought.


    Kaitlyn''s voice took on a defensive edge, "I helped you, and now you''re ming me?"


    His icy smirk never wavered as he lifted his gaze to meet Kaitlyn''s. "If you''re sopetent, why did you need me? You should save Freya yourself."


    Kaitlyn''s expression shifted. She took a moment to quell the anger within her, regaining herposure. She slid onto the couch next to Alexander, gripping his arm as she spoke with emphasis, "Alexander, Freya is your sister. It''s your responsibility to look after her."


    "Remember, our mother only had the two of you. You''re the only family for each other, bound by blood. If you don''t save her, no one else will."


    Alexander''s response was a derisive chuckle. He leaned forward, dropping his cigarette butt into a random cup on the table. He then reached for the teapot and carefully poured the water into the cup. The sizzling sounds of the cigarette being extinguished filled the room.


    "I''ve told you, it''s not as simple as you think. Xavier is still trying to frame me. Do you really believe rescuing Freya would be that easy?" Alexander queried, "What''s the difference between fighting for a life sentence for her and killing her?" "Of course, there''s a difference. A life sentence can be reduced to a fixed-term sentence, and a fixed-term sentence can be reduced further. Don''t you understand that?"


    Kaitlyn seemed to have an epiphany, "Are you suggesting...?"


    "Shh," Alexander silenced her, a faint smile ying on his lips.


    Something about that smile stirred unease within Kaitlyn. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn''t decipher the emotions lurking in his dark eyes. She found herself understanding Alexander less and less.


    In an attempt to hide her guilt, Kaitlyn averted her gaze and shifted the topic. "By the way, the Evelyn Reed has been missing for two days. Do you know where she is?"


    He reclined, crossing his long legs in azy manner. "How would I know?"


    Kaitlyn scoffed, "If you don''t know, then who does?


    "Not long after you left with the dummy that day, the Evelyn Reed vanished. I''ve had people searching for her everywhere, but she''s nowhere to be found. Can you honestly say you had nothing to do with it?" "What if I did? And what if I didn''t?" Alexander retorted.


    "You..." Kaitlyn was at a loss for words.


    "Are you nning to sue me or call the police?" Alexander challenged.


    Kaitlyn was left speechless, her anger rendering her mute. After a moment, she gritted her teeth and responded, "Of course, I won''t sue you over a maid."N?vel/Dr(a)ma.Org - Content owner.


    Her tone shifted, "But I won''t stand for you hurting my people over a dummy."


    "And what if I did?" Alexander countered.


    Kaitlyn shot back, "If you really hurt the Evelyn Reed because of this dummy, then I can''t keep this dummy any longer."


    Alexander''s eyes narrowed, his gaze turning dangerous.


    Kaitlyn was on high alert. "What? Was it really you?"